"Little white cat?"
Song Yunxi knew that the ghost-faced fox was a monster that was extremely good at illusions. He could understand why he brought it with him, but what kind of monster was the little white cat? But he had no idea at all.
He glanced at Yi Tingsheng, but the other person looked indifferent, obviously he knew.
"Second brother, what do you think?"
"I don't care, anything is fine. Just think of it as seeing the inner world."
"Then I'll help you two." Chen Mo said with his hands clasped in fists.
Since becoming the leader, although Chen Mo has done many things himself, his manpower will eventually be exhausted.
He needs to farm, practice, and deal with some major issues in the Immortal Sect and the city. In addition, he occasionally goes to Beizhou and Zhongzhou, so he has no time to interfere with everything.
Therefore, learning how to arrange other people to do things has become a science.
But fortunately, the cohesion of the entire Immortal Sect is still there, so as long as he arranges it, no matter who it is, they can obey it.
Even people like Qi Chen would not complain if they were allowed to stay in the Eight Hundred Demonic Corpse Ridge.
Alchemists like Tian Suqin, who refine pills day and night, never bargain.
This is a constantly developing fairy sect, in its best state.
Everyone can see hope.
Of course, going to the rift is of great importance. Although Chen Mo did not go, he would still follow the actions of the two through the eyes of the ghost-faced fox.
When necessary, they will negotiate with the other party through these two monsters.
Why bring the little white cat?
Chen Mo couldn't tell. After all, there should be something special about this monster that even Cao Lingyun was particularly fond of.
It’s just that he hasn’t discovered it yet.
Another more important reason is that this little white cat was left to him by Song Yunxi!
But judging from the other party's reaction just now, it was obvious that he didn't know him at all.
The two monsters chose to set off before the next day.
As expected, although Song Yunxi didn't know the little white cat, the monster contracted by Chen Mo took the initiative to stick to him and cried comfortably in his arms.
As for the ghost-faced fox, with its flowing hair, handsome face, and elegant posture, it seemed that it was also attracted by Yi Tingsheng's aura and took the initiative to stand on his shoulders.
This tacit understanding also reminded Chen Mo of something.
But let’s wait until they come back.
The two men and two beasts quickly arrived at the three northern cities through the teleportation array in the state capital.
As the former birthplace of Motai Mountain, it is now much more prosperous. After Song Yunxi entered, looking at the familiar city, he felt as if he was revisiting his old place.
Yi Tingsheng on the side also sighed with emotion: "So I still remember this place."
"How could I forget?"
Song Yunxi took the call.
But it seems that the two of them are not talking about the same thing.
Stepping into the rift, thunderclouds rolled.
Originally, with Song Yunxi's attainment in the art of disintegrating demons, there was no risk whatsoever in walking on the Eight Hundred Demonic Demon Ridge.
However, Yi Tingsheng had followed the advice to put aside the practice of body disintegration more than ten years ago, so the two of them chose Ouyang Dongqing's Five Imps Transport Talisman.
The talisman was used, and five ferocious-looking devils, all red in color, emerged from the ground. At the same time, a sedan appeared.
Song Yunxi was a little surprised, Yi Tingsheng was a little surprised, the ghost-faced fox was subconsciously vigilant, and the little white cat jumped on the heads of the little ghosts and patted their heads with its padded paws to see what it was. Originally, the ferocious little devil looked very docile under its claws.
The eyes are also full of fear.
Over the years, under Chen Mo's careful care, the monsters he contracted, including the yellow-spotted poisonous insect, have all reached the fifth level, and any of them can be taken care of alone.
The teachings and teachings, coupled with various spiritual plants, make these monsters far more powerful than other monks in the realm of gods.
The most obvious thing is that the illusion created by the ghost-faced fox can trap several gods at the same time!
After patting the little white cat for a while, it jumped back onto Song Yunxi's shoulder and sat back in the sedan.
The five little ghosts seemed to have received an amnesty and quickly moved forward to the requested location.
Under the thunder, Chen Mo took a Sutian Shen Yang Pill. Now he has reached the critical moment to break through the second level of God Transformation. After taking this pill, his strength will reach a new level.
However, he still watched all this through the eyes of the ghost-faced fox, and Chen Mo subconsciously laughed at the little white cat's behavior.
The five little ghosts moved extremely fast.
It only took a few hours for Ouyang Dongqing, Ji Ziyou and others to arrive from Beizhou.
The Black Mountain where Suo Tian is located is closer, and it only took an hour to arrive successfully.
With the transportation of the five little ghosts and the intimidation of Song Yunxi, there were no monsters or ghosts to cause trouble along the way.
When they arrived at Black Mountain where Suotian lived, a horrifying picture appeared in front of them.
The reason why Black Mountain is black is not because it is black soil, but because it is the color of dark red blood after it has dried.
The reason why Montenegro is called a mountain is not because of the ups and downs of the landform, but because it is made of endless piles of bones.
The so-called Black Mountain is just a giant cemetery where corpses are left in the wilderness.
On the Black Mountain, a large number of wandering souls are constantly circling.
Every time they turn around, they will stare at the visitors with cold eyes, with a desire to devour them.
However, among the two beasts, only the ghost-faced fox remained vigilant.
The little white cat still looks playful, as for Yi Tingsheng? He looked at everything in front of him and laughed subconsciously.
"Brother Yi, try to stay clear after entering. Although Suotian and I are familiar with each other, his illusions and spiritual consciousness have reached the realm of transformation, and they will affect the people around him intentionally or unintentionally. Once he falls into it, I’m afraid it’s hard to extricate myself.”
“What?”
Yi Tingsheng felt like he didn't understand.
"Suotian is good at illusions."
"No, this world can't come up with new tricks? Why is it still illusions? They let me out, and they don't restrict my freedom. There is no care at all in constructing the world. The ancient tombs used illusions, but they still used illusions when they went to Black Mountain!"
Yi Tingsheng muttered, and he even had the urge to break the magic here and then turn around and leave.
What he saw and heard on the Black Mountain originally aroused some interest in him, but now that he heard that it was an illusion within an illusion, he suddenly lost interest.
Didn't he just create these things when he wanted to?
"Suotian is the gathering of wronged souls, and these are also his unique advantages."
Song Yunxi felt that the other party's words were a bit strange, but he did not think about it carefully and just explained.
"Okay. Let's go in."
After they stepped in, a pure white wandering soul swooped down from the top of the mountain.
The original humanoid appearance, after stopping them, turned into a beast with teeth and claws. Immediately, a sharp impact rushed directly into their minds:
"Who is coming!" (End of this chapter)